Woah What? (Woah, woah) Yeah I had to get up my motion (I had to get up my racks) Yeah, and, I just been sipping this potion (I just been sipping this leannn) I just been sitting here, sippin' this lean I'm off the Wock, don't talk to me I killed the thot, I'm DTB Put in my headphones, let me be Cuz' I don't care at all Can do this on my own Rock some new designer clothes Told that bih', "Don't talk to me" (Tell that bih', "Don't talk to me") When they come to me And we worried 'bout who was out Cuz' I'm doin' me Bag and go back to the hoe To count up all my green Shawty bad, but I ain't cuffin' up Cuz' I'm so DTB And I'm having motion They can't make out what I got like why you so exterious? Everytime they speaking out come out ma pocket So I ain't hearing it I throw the heavil, like I haven't, can somebody get this bitch? And I'm worried about the tally I just scratched it off the list All my gas deported from Cali Only smoke exotic zips Flexing drey exotic whips In my berky, yes I is If I burn in it fifths Ain't do dad, but I got kids And your man's is in my smith This bad hoe in my phone and I say "What's up", what it is I'm just cool with all these goofiez, I don't got no time for this It's like 2:00, can I go home, 'n' pour up some of my Tris? Codeine what I love How the fuck I'm doin' this? 14 blowin' up Try to run up on me, 'n' my .40 will untuck Uh I'm in love with the Benz I got high temper, I will kill you, 'n' your manz Betta leave me alone, I do not fuck with many friends I cannot trust no one, people turning into fish Eh People turning into fans